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Intent at one place on earth is

how to live: the earth will turn and

scan the sky: the lines I draw, somewhere

at infinite rejoin. All things I do

belong: the where I work all day no

person come, if I draw right when

darkness

comes the sky will find my hand. Poem by William Stafford was first published in the Monitor in 1973.

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